The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-12-09

of neighborly kindness as only the re-,
cording angel of good deeds knew.
Well might she be tiredl 1t wasnew
to her to be ~caressed, to have tender
hands lead her to her oom and loosen
her dress, o. tender voice coax her to
lie down.
"Now l will darken the window
Daisy said, "And you are to rest.
Sleep if you can, till dinner time"
"But Daisy, you cannot make the
dinner"
II will try" was the quick reply;
and Aunt Mary submitted.
Washing the potatoes, Smelling peas,
frying ham, making coffee, all allowed
thought to be busy, and Daisy sigh
ingly put o away some other day -dream
over her homely tasks.
81 cannot be q lady," she thought,
"and John won't be q gentleman, but
will try to pay my share OF thedebts."
She had taken off her hounces and
hat, and put on a plain dress and
large check apron before she began to
work; and she was rather astonished,
as her kitchen duties progressed, to
find herself happier than she had been
| since she returned home.
When John came home he was as.
tonished to find Aunt Mary quite
dressed up" as she blushingly said, il
q clean print dress and white apron,
her dear old face showing no sign oil
heat and WEAKNESS, while Daisy, with
added bloom and bare white arms,
was carrying in the dinner.
1.-THE new girl, at your service" she
SAID, saucily, as she pulled down
her sleeves. DINNER is ready, SIR
But her lips q~uivered as he bent over
her and whispered, "God bless you,
dear! Forgive me if / was too hasty
this morning"
1t was a merry meal. They made a
play that was more than half earnest
of Aunt Mary's being a greatlady who
was to be waited upon, and not al,
lowed to rise from the table upon any
consideration. Dinner over, John re-
turned to his ploughing, and Aunt
Mary, firmly refusing to sit in idleness,
was allowed to wash cups and sau.
GERS, while DAISY made short work OF
pots and pans.
John said but little as the days wore
on and still found Daisy at her post.
1t was not in the nature OF things for
Aunt Mary to sit with folded hands,
but it became Daisy's task to inaugu-
rate daily maps, to see that only the
light work came to the older hands,
to make daily work less of a toll and
more OF a pleasure.
And the young girl herself was sur
prised to find how much she enjoyed
the life that had seemed to her a mere
drudgery.
With younger hands to carry on
the domestic affairs, they ceased TO
engross every hour OF the day, and
John encouraged Daisy in making use
OF the stiff shut-up parlor as a daily
sitting room. A pair of muslin cur
tains at each window were skillfully
draped, TO keep ont tne lies, tbe CEN
tire table resigned its gay vase Of stiff
artificial flowers and stand of wax
fruit, to make room for two dainty
work baskets for afternoon work,
and the periodicals John took In.
Over the shiny horse hair sofa and
chairs pretty bits of embroidery were
draped. and fresh flowers. were sup
piled each day. Aunt Mary's caps,
her collars, and aprons were adjusted
to suit the new order of things, and
the easiest Of chairs stood ever ready
for her resting time.
And John, bringing to his task the the
same will and brains ths6 had carried
him through college, was inaugurating
a new order OF affairs or the farm,
and made the work pay well.
Once more came a June day when
Daisy sat in the fields, and John stood
leaning against the fence beside her.
Four years of earnest, loving work
had left traces upon both young faces
ennobling them, and yet leaving to
them ali the glad content that re-
wards well.doing.
Many hours of self-denial both had
met bravely; many deprivations both
had borne well. Daisy wore q black
dress, and upon the hat in Johns
hand wasa band OF Grape. but through
q sadness in their voices there yet
rang a tone Of happiness.
you love me, Daisy" John had
When have mot loved your" she
answered.
And you will be my wiie2 Darling.
1 nave long loved you; but after Aunt
Mary was struck down with paralysis
| would not ask you to take up new
duties. Now she needs you no longer,
and you shall leave the farm whenever
you wish.'
Leave the farml Oh, John, must
we leave it? Thought it was yours
now.T
$50 it isl
And you have made it so,beanti-
full, as well as p~rcftablel on. John.
why must we leave it?"
"Only because | thought it was
syFesF WISH
at woald break my heart to 40
away. love my home.D
And John, taking the little figure in
to q close embpace, wondered If any